Joshua went down almost immediately, what with Tiffany and then Quincy whacking him in the head. Had Tiffany bothered to look, she would have seen Marty run off with the stick that she had found. It was a good thing for Tiffany, though, that she wouldn't have cared about it anyway ...

BANG

Quincy swung the rifle around, producing a small flame from the end of the barrel where the bullet exited, blowing a hole in Joshua's head. It was funny, really. This was, in a way, Tiffany's first kill, albeit indirectly. Had a psychologist been there, the theory would have been put forth that Tiffany's attitude of others before the game, namely that she was superior to other people by dint of her wealth and appearance, combined with the pressures of the game, had caused her to feel almost nothing for Joshua.

Loser.

Tiffany finally looked at Quincy. To his credit, was holding up decently. The blow to the face from Joshua didn't seem to faze him.

"Are you - "

BANG

Tiffany was about to ask Quincy how he was doing when she heard a gunshot, which whizzed by her head. She was tempted to ask Quincy why he decided to fire at her for a second, until she realized that the rifle hadn't moved, which meant ...

BANG

BANG

Tiffany screamed as she immediately dove to the ground, turning momentarily to see someone else shooting at the two of them. From what she could see, it was definitely NOT Marty, meaning that someone had either been following Marty, or had already been there. Either way, this new person decided that now was the time to shoot at Quincy and Tiffany. Had she been closer, she would have noted Aston Bennett, and that she was in grief over the fact that Quincy had shot Joshua. Of course, given the distance, and the fact that she was being shot at, Tiffany couldn't have cared less who was shooting or why they were shooting.

BANG

BANG

Tiffany covered her ears. Partially because the shots were quite loud, particularly because coupled with screwing her eyes shut, it almost shut out the paralyzing fear and helped her focus on a time when she was with people she actually respected - namely, her mother.